On March 31, Choi Yuqi changed into a black suit and went to Seoul Olympic Park to serve as EXO's debut showcase MC.

Seeing EXO's concept of full mid-second aura and superpowers, I don't know what the EXO members think, he feels very ashamed anyway.

After the event, Choi Youqi was too lazy to change her clothes. She took a taxi against the cold wind and ran to the BlockB dormitory in Hannandong.

"Oh, I'm here, I'll be missing you."

Woo Ji-ho greeted him into the living room. Song Min-ho had already started drinking with Jiao Ji-hoon, Park Jing, Kim You-kwon and others early.

Seeing that the person coming was Cui Youqi, a group of people shouted that they would be punished for wine if they came late.

After drinking a glass of soju, he took off his suit jacket, shivered, sat next to Song Minhao and put his neck in his hand: "Birthday thick card, hey." He said that, and handed the gift he bought in advance.

He.

He took Choi Youqi's birthday gift and patted Choi Youqi's thighs while sitting cross-legged: "Thank you, but what kind of activity are you doing today? You're dressed so formally."

"I went to play MC for our company's new boy group debut showcase."

“LUHAN?”

"How did Brother Zai Xiao know?"

Choi Youqi looked at An Jae-hyo in confusion. They were not trainees in the same period and could not beat them. How did they meet?

"He and I are college classmates and have played together before."

Choi Youqi, who was still listening to An Jae-hyo's words, heard a sigh in his ear: "The big company is really different."

He turned to look at Song Minhao, and saw him pouring a glass of wine into his cup and drinking it all in one sip.

Choi Yoo-ki gestured to the others present without saying a word, his eyes flowing back and forth before a few people, Park Jing leaned into his ears: "The stage they were originally going to be on was replaced a few days ago."

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After explaining it quickly, Park Jing patted Choi Yoo-ki on the shoulder, pretending to be relaxed, and raised his glass: "Come on, come on, let's have a drink together!"

A group of people drank beer and soybean for a few rounds, and they talked about some of them.

"Min Hao, do you want to write a song together?"

Song Minhao stared at Choi Youqi with a steady state. Because of alcohol, his eyes had begun to become dissipated, and a smile squeezed out from his face: "I'm afraid."

His tone was long and his body shook. He held Cui Youqi's shoulder with one hand and patted Cui Youqi with the other, closed his eyes and shook his head: "But Youqi, you can't help me,

Some things can only depend on myself.”

Looking at Song Minhao's stubborn appearance, Choi Youqi felt a little irritated. He didn't understand why Song Minhao was always willing to ask Yu Zhihao to speak instead of him.

He leaned forward and was about to continue saying something, but suddenly, Yu Zhihao put his neck behind him, with a wicked smile on his face: "How many phone numbers have Yuqi received from his female idols recently?"

Speaking of the topic of men and women, the few people present were excited, from how to give the phone number quietly to whether to choose Hyuna or G.N.A.

While laughing and playing, he still noticed a trace of pain on Song Minhao's face.

"Why do you always look at me?" Song Minhao smiled and punched him.

Cui Youqi knew that he didn't want to tell him what happened, and asking questions would only make him more painful. She sighed and talked about other topics: "Did you celebrate your birthday with your parents at home yesterday?"

"Yes."

"Is Danya okay?"

"Ah! You boy stay away from my sister!"

Cui Youqi glanced at Song Minhao speechlessly, without saying a word. This man usually kept complaining that his sister was now protecting her.

After two seconds, I don’t know what Song Minhao thought of again, and then smiled and hugged Cui Youqi’s shoulder: “Think about it carefully, it seems good to be my brother-in-law.”

"Get out of here, can I just treat Danya as my sister?"

Choi Youqi pushed Song Minhao away and hugged him, took another sip of wine, and talked about the interesting things that were previously regarded as a cherished animal in school.

Speaking of later, a group of people were drunk. Song Minhao was still hiding from Cui Youqi at first, but later he kept holding him and not letting go: "Youqi, you can't be discouraged. We are counting on you.

Now."

In the end, Cui Youqi couldn't walk even if she drank, and slept in BlockB's dormitory.

...

The next morning, the sky outside the window was so bright that Cui Youqi could no longer sleep.

Because he drank last night and slept with his clothes, he couldn't sleep well all night. He woke up several times in a daze in the middle, and fell asleep in a daze again.

I also had a lot of bizarre dreams. When I woke up, I forgot them all. I felt that I was suffocating in my chest in one breath, as if I was telling him that what happened in my dream should not be a good thing.

He got up from the sofa and found that he was covered with a thin pink blanket.

"Wake up?"

Last night, Jihoon's panic disorder was still being treated, so he did not drink with them, so he woke up early.

Cui Youqi got up and was about to answer, but the headache from her temples made him fall back to the sofa. At the same time, he also found that his throat was also a little dry and itchy.

"Are you okay?" Jihoondon looked at him with concern.

"It's okay, I'm getting up a little anxious." Cui Youqi sat up slowly, and as he spoke, his throat was tingling with sandpaper scratches.

Biao Zhixun thoughtfully handed him a glass of water. He took two sips and remembered what happened to Song Minhao last night: "Do you know what Minhao is going on?"

In Cui Youqi's opinion, the fact that the stage was suppressed should not make Song Minhao so sad, as if he had already decided that all efforts were in vain.

Hearing his question, Biao Zhixun looked into the bedroom. In the room, the others were still sleeping in a twist. He sighed deeply:

"He is indeed depressed not only because he is often suppressed by other combinations and cannot perform, but also the lyrics he wrote are also registered in other people's names by the agency."

"Why didn't I tell me about this?"

"What's the use of telling you? You're still returning before, telling you will only increase your worries and affect your state."

Seeing Cui Youqi lowered his head, he rubbed Cui Youqi's head randomly: "Don't think so much, I will definitely tell you when I really need your help. Secret weapons must always be left for the end.

It's just used it, now we have brothers to support us."

Jiao Zhixun's comfort made Choi Youqi relax a little. He smiled and pushed the person in front of him: "Stop talking nonsense, we are the same age, how can you be my brother?"

"I don't say anything nonsense. Even if you are big one, it's big, let alone if you are seven months older." Jixun Jong stood up, "Okay, go and take a shower, and then have breakfast together."

Afterwards, Choi Yoo-qi changed into Biao Zhixun's clothes after taking a shower. After the two of them finished a meal, he returned to his dormitory.
Chapter completed!